Over the five year period of working as a warehouse clerk at an office supply
store, I have seen many employees come and go. Some would realize all of
the work that is required of them and quit in a matter of weeks. But about
six months ago, the store manager hired a new girl to be a cashier. She
was an African-American girl whom I estimated to be 18.

I was fortunate,
one afternoon, to meet her in the employee's lounge during our lunch break.

Surprisingly,
I made conversation with her and we got along great. She told me that
her name was Tracy and she attended the high school that was right up
the block from my apartment. We spoke throughout our entire break and,
after a week, we began taking our lunch breaks at the same time. Tracy
and I began having a close friendly relationship, despite our age difference
of about 10 years.

One evening,
Tracy told me that she was going to have to quit the job because there
was no means of transportation for her to get to work after school. She
explained , "Think about it, Craig. I am using most of the money
that I make here just catching the bus here everyday. That doesn't make
much sense."

"Well,
I have an idea, Tracy. What if I just pick you up from school on my way
to work and we can ride together?" She liked the idea and called
me her savior for helping out. In time, Tracy was like a close friend
to me. We spoke of everything. I would tell her of my women problems and
she would tell me of her boy problems.

One Wednesday
afternoon, I was relaxed in front of my television and VCR. It was one
of those lonely times when I would pop in a video of myself and an ex-girlfriend
having sex. Gradually, my cock began rising to the occasion and, of course,
I would put my hand to work on it. Listening to the heavy breathing and
moaning had me totally aroused. But just when it felt as though I was
going to explode, there was a knock at the door. Needless to say, my erect
cock began going soft. I quickly adjusted myself, turn off the VCR, and
yelled out, "Who is it?" To my surprise, it was Tracy. "But,
I thought, 'what in the hell is she doing here. She's not due out of school
for another 2 hours." I opened the door for her and there stood a
young lady whom I had never realized how attractive she was. Her hair
was combed back and down to her shoulder. She wore just enough cosmetic
to enhance her natural beauty. Tracy was wearing her school uniform of
white blouse and brown skirt. Her blouse was unbuttoned at the top to
reveal her beautiful black cleavage and her skirt was hemmed short enough
to see that she had the most beautiful pair of tight black legs that I
had ever seen. From the looks of her legs, I could tell that she, obviously,
ran track at her school.

"I thought
that you would be in school until 3," I told her.

"I do
but we had a half of a day today. Today's report card day," she explained.
I invited her in and we talked for a while. She told me that she was sure
that she had a B+ average for the semester and that her parents were going
to be so proud of her. I hugged her and told her that I was proud of her,
as well. The hug was tightened by her grip and I could feel the hardened
nipples of her breasts through my T-shirt. For a split second, I wondered
how great would they look if she removed her bra and blouse but, instantly,
the thought was deleted from my mind because I thought of our age difference
and friendship. However, I also thought that it was okay for a man to
fantasize, right? I couldn't wait to excuse myself to my bathroom to finish
what I had started while watching my video.

"Well,
Tracy, I was just about to go take a shower and get ready for work. So
make yourself at home and enjoy the TV. I won't be long.," I told
her.

We laughed
and I dashed into the bathroom. Once in the shower, I wasted no time lathering
up my cock and balls and imagined Tracy in the buff. Her strong, foxy
black legs spread wide as if she is doing a split on her back. Her round
ebony breasts perking with hardened nipples. My cock was so hard that
it must have taken no more than 5 strokes of my hand to shoot my seed
down the shower drain. I, then, commenced to taking a shower. Once I was
done, I thoroughly dried myself off and turned the shower off. Just when
the noise of the shower had ceased, I heard the television in my living
room. But it didn't sound like any talk show, I heard the moaning sounds
of my ex-girlfriend.

"Damn,
she's looking at the video," I said. I was too embarrassed to go
out there now. I thought that she would think that I was some kind of
pervert or something. I quietly opened the bathroom door and crept into
the living room. And what I saw truly amazed me. There was Tracy looking
at the video. But I wouldn't have imagined how relaxed she had become
while I was in the shower. She was sitting with one foot on the floor
and the other on the sofa. Her right hand was fingering her pussy. She
had her blouse opened and her left hand was rubbing and squeezing her
left breast, which she had removed from her bra. I quietly stood behind
her in the doorway of the living room and watched this young girl pleasuring
herself in my apartment. I could hear the soft moans that escaped her
throat. Her eyes was nearly closed; opened only slightly as to view the
video. But it was what I heard that woke my cock up again. I watched her
glanced at the video and then her hand moved faster on her sweet young
pussy. Tracy threw her head back and moaned my name. "Oh Craig, yes,"
she moaned.

With my cock
at its hardest, even harder than before I masturbated, I walked up to
her and she was totally lost in her own estacy. Her eyes still closed
and her head back. So I knelt in front of her tender body and, damn, she
was wearing no panties under that uniform. Before she could notice me
there, I brought my face to her wet pussy and stuck my tongue in. For
a second, she was in shock but it quickly turned to lust when I moved
her hand and replaced it with my tongue. "Oh Craig, that feels so
good," she said as she ran her fingers through my hair. I reached
up to grab hold of her firm tits. She was in total estacy now. She must
have cum about 15 times while I nourished her pussy with my oral attention.
But after all of this oral sex and watching her pleasure herself, my cock
was enormously hard. I could no longer take it and I had to slide it into
her pussy soon. I stood up in front of her and she was just so strung
out from the pleasure that she didn't even bother opening her eyes. I
planted my lips on hers and she slid her tongue in my mouth. Damn, she
was so hot. She wrapped her arm around me as her other hand continued
to rub her pussy. As we kissed, I reached for her pussy hand and placed
it around my neck. She obliged and we kissed passionately for what seemed
liked hours. I held my stiff white cock in my hand and guided it to her
young wet pussy. I felt her cum spread onto the head of my cock as I rubbed
her clit. Then I pushed it in. Her kissed immediately ceased when I felt
the tightness of her entry. "Oh shit," she said. "Is it
hurting, baby," I asked. "A little" "Haven't you done
this before?" Tracy looked me in the eyes with her beautiful brown
eyes and nodded no. "You mean you're a virgin?" Her eyes closed,
as if to ease her mind of the pain, and she said, "Yeah, but don't
stop. I want to." Slowly, I pushed in and out of her tight, young
pussy and I was able to get a little more of my cock in on every push.
Before long, I had managed to work all 8 inches of my white cock in her
black virgin pussy. And I could tell that the pain had subsided. She began
moaning and breathing harder on every in and out motion. She rested her
hands on each side of my waist and was pulling my body towards hers everytime
I pushed. "Fuck me, Craig. Yeah, harder. Harder. OH FUCK ME, BABY,"
she demanded. She was so hot. I couldn't believe that this was my coworker
with whom I've become friends. For that moment at least, all friendship
went out of the window and lovers took over. Right here on my sofa, Tracy
had decided to give herself to me.

I could feel
my cum boiling in my balls and I didn't want to explode too soon. So I
took my cock out and lifted Tracy off of the sofa. I held Tracy in my
arms with her body facing me and her pussy just inches from my cock. I
lowered her body just a little to allow my cock to slide back in and I
bounced her on my hip. She nearly screamed. She told me that she felt
impaled on my stiff cock and it made her hotter. I carried her into the
bedroom and lowered both of us onto the bed. I then lifted her legs and
bent her knees to her chest and proceeded to pound the shit out her pussy.
Tracy went into several screaming orgasms before I finally blew my massive
load into her pussy. We were exhausted after that and just laid down aside
each other. She then told me that she wanted me to be her first eversince
we became close friends. About 20 minutes later, we regained some energy
and fucked for another 20 minutes before finally cleaning ourselves and
leaving for work.

After her
first time having sex, Tracy began wanting us to have sex at least 3 times
a day. We were coworkers/lovers for about a year, until she found a better
paying job and her family decided that it wasn't too keen for her to be
seen with a man outside her race, especially a White man. We thought of
sneaking around but, later realized how wrong and disrespectful it would
be to her family. Either way it goes, Tracy will always be my most favorite
coworker.